The Northern Golden Orb Weaver or Giant Golden Orb Weaver[1] (Nephila pilipes) is a species of golden orb-web spider. It can be found in Japan, China, Vietnam, Cambodia, Taiwan, Malaysia, Singapore, Myanmar, Indonesia, Thailand, Laos, Philippines, Sri Lanka, India, and Papua New Guinea. It is commonly found in primary and secondary forests and gardens. Females are large and grow to a body size of 30–50 mm (overall size up to 20 cm), with males growing to 5–6 mm. It is one of the biggest spiders in the world.
The Nephila pilipes' golden web is vertical with a fine irregular mesh and not symmetrical, with the hub usually nearer the top.[1] Rather than egg sacks being hung in the web, a pit is dug which is then covered with plant debris or soil.
The first, second and fourth pairs of legs of juvenile females have dense hairy brushes, but as the spider matures these brushes disappear.

The Northern Golden Orb Weaver or Giant Golden Orb Weaver[1] (Nephila pilipes) is a species of golden orb-web spider. It can be found in Japan, China, Vietnam, Cambodia, Taiwan, Malaysia, Singapore, Myanmar, Indonesia, Thailand, Laos, Philippines, Sri Lanka, India, and Papua New Guinea. It is commonly found in primary and secondary forests and gardens. Females are large and grow to a body size of 30–50 mm (overall size up to 20 cm), with males growing to 5–6 mm. It is one of the biggest spiders in the world.
The Nephila pilipes' golden web is vertical with a fine irregular mesh and not symmetrical, with the hub usually nearer the top.[1] Rather than egg sacks being hung in the web, a pit is dug which is then covered with plant debris or soil.
The first, second and fourth pairs of legs of juvenile females have dense hairy brushes, but as the spider matures these brushes disappear.

One of these spiders has moved into my kitchen. It fell onto my foot about a month ago when I picked up a bag. I find him every morning hanging out next to the coffee machine, then he runs and hides behind the cupboard. Seems friendly enough but I don't want to tangle with it trying to remove it from the room.

I was in a local bar once on Borneo and it had split bamboo inside walls. The owner of the bar decided he needed to install another speaker so he took a chair to a corner and started hammering nails to install the speaker bracket.

A big feck off hairy spider about the size of a hand came out from behind the bamboo and by its actions told him to stop banging and making a noise so he did.

Funny a feck at the time

Better to think inside the pub, than outside the box?
I apologize if any offence was caused. unless it was intended.
You people, you think I know feck nothing; I tell you: I know feck all
Those who cannot change their mind, cannot change anything.

One of these spiders has moved into my kitchen. It fell onto my foot about a month ago when I picked up a bag. I find him every morning hanging out next to the coffee machine, then he runs and hides behind the cupboard. Seems friendly enough but I don't want to tangle with it trying to remove it from the room.

You need two things:

Then you roast the bastard.

Leave the remains out on the porch with a sign that says "Free snacks" and some Somchai will devour it in a heartbeat and think "what a nice lady".

I had a huntsman live with me in PhraKanong. We first met when I was on my way to the shower and he frightened the shit out of me; he hid under the sofa. Then, I'd see him every work day morning around 6am on my way to the shower, but we had an agreement that he could stay aslongas he keep the cockroach and creepycrawly population down, which he did, and kept out of my way (no sitting on the toilet paper or shower head, for example) which he did.

One day, out of the blue, he broke our agreement and stood there on my pillow, staring at me when I woke up - he had to go. I spoke to the missus and she picked up a plastic bag, turned it inside out and chased the spider around the room for 20 minutes. I bravely stood on a chair and managed the situation from a distance. She eventually caught Boris and released him outside (after chasing me around the room for 10 minutes with the spider in hand... I escaped the horror in a very manly fashion by locking myself in the bathroom and whimpering).

Next time we visited the house in the country, which was only a plot of land nect to the FiL's place back then, she decided to recount the story over dinner with the inlaws, and they laughed their sweet little heads off at the scaredycat foreigner...